4 Behold, ^(A)you are fair, my love!
Behold, you are fair!
You have dove’s eyes behind your veil.
Your hair is like a ^(B)flock of goats,
Going down from Mount Gilead.

³ Your lips are like a strand of scarlet,
And your mouth is lovely.
^(A)Your temples behind your veil
Are like a piece of pomegranate.